Chapter 25: The Return of the Silly Girl

Inside the bedroom, lamplight cast soft shadows, lingering fragrance filled the air, creating an atmosphere of serene tranquility.

Lying on the bed, Xiao Yulou was severely wounded and fast asleep.

Suddenly, Gu Mo, sitting beside the bed, dropped his jaw and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"What on earth?! This eccentric hermit is a virgin?!"

As soon as these words left his mouth, the short-haired girl Xiang Yunjiao’s face turned as red as a ripe tomato, blushing almost to the point of bleeding!

Right at that moment, an eerie, unnatural wind swept through the small courtyard.

Before Gu Mo and Xiang Yunjiao could make any preparations, a ghastly, pale ghost face appeared directly in front of Gu Mo. The distance was so close that the opponent seemed able to feel Gu Mo's breath.

Swish!

A ghostly hand, pale as wax, instantly clamped tightly around Gu Mo's neck.

In a split second, Gu Mo felt his entire being tighten in sheer terror, his sturdy frame trembling as beads of sweat the size of soybeans burst forth like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

By the time Gu Mo managed to make out the newcomer, his face was already flushed crimson and purple from the grip.

"Wife... Wife!"

Hearing this, Xiang Yunjiao, standing to the side, was too startled to speak, her face drained of color and her eyes wide with shock. Her mind was in complete turmoil, utterly failing to grasp what was happening.

Such a greeting was something Xiang Yunjiao had certainly never witnessed before!

Then, King of Hell Jiang Jingxue glared at Gu Mo with a fiendish expression and said viciously:

"Calling me wife won't save you! You actually dare to flirt around with other women right behind my back!"

With that, King of Hell Jiang Jingxue, dressed in a traditional red embroidered wedding tunic, tightened her ghostly grip around Gu Mo's neck. Gu Mo's moderately handsome face instantly turned a deep, bruised purple.

A heartbroken, furious tirade followed immediately:

"I've only been out for a fleeting moment, and you, this ultimate playboy, are already chatting up a young maiden at home? And talking about virginity, no less!"

Hearing this, Gu Mo's eyes bulged as big as billiard balls; his expression of utter innocence and grievance was completely masked by his bruised-purple complexion.

Hearing this, Xiang Yunjiao finally understood the whole story.

She never expected that this peer of hers, wearing tight yellow athletic wear and possessing rather poor taste, had actually taken a fierce, formidable female ghost as his wife.

Yet who was Xiang Yunjiao, the maiden from western Hunan?

She was none other than a staunch and resolute woman of the Xiang Yunjiao witchcraft and Gu-poisoning clan.

In her lifetime, a maiden of the western Hunan clan would choose only one lover and remain loyal to him unto death!

Should the male partner commit any wrongdoing, he would inevitably meet a most miserable end.

At worst, his soul would scatter into oblivion without a chance of reincarnation, subjected to the endless fires of the underworld.

At best, he would make the news, lose his household registration, and have his house demolished by emergency services—though even emergency services could never catch these western Hunan maidens!

...

Seeing her chastity smeared by such unwarranted suspicion, Xiang Yunjiao was instantly consumed by righteous fury. How could she let the matter rest just like that?

In the blink of an eye.

Xiang Yunjiao directly pulled a talisman from her waist, wrapped it around her Miao saber, glared furiously at the red-robed Jiang Jingxue, and snapped:

"You female ghost, how utterly unreasonable! This young lady has not the slightest entanglement with this man, how dare you utter such slander!"

Hearing this, King of Hell Jiang Jingxue violently whipped her head around, her expression ferocious as she barked sternly:

"I'll tear you to pieces later!"

With that, King of Hell Jiang Jingxue applied even more pressure with her hand. The oxygen in Gu Mo's lungs was nearly completely exhausted.

At that critical juncture, in the nick of time, a few gurgling sounds were heard.

Gu Mo's pocket-sized furball gluttonous ghost crawled out.

Immediately afterward, the furball gluttonous ghost opened its huge maw wide and draped its long tongue over King of Hell Jiang Jingxue's arm.

Along with a faint jolt of static electricity passing through, the entire truth of the matter flashed directly into King of Hell Jiang Jingxue's mind.

Upon learning the true story, King of Hell Jiang Jingxue instantly widened her eyes and released Gu Mo, who was on the verge of being strangled to death.

Cough, cough, cough!

The red-faced Gu Mo, barely released, immediately went limp and collapsed heavily onto his knees, greedily inhaling life-saving oxygen while frantically rubbing his neck with both hands.

Escaping with his neck still attached was already a remarkably good outcome.

Meanwhile, King of Hell Jiang Jingxue looked suspiciously at the furball gluttonous ghost and asked:

"Furball, is this true?"

The pitch-black furball gluttonous ghost nodded immediately, looking at King of Hell Jiang Jingxue with eyes as vast and sincere as a starry galaxy.

The next second, sensing that something was amiss, King of Hell Jiang Jingxue quickly reached out and helped Gu Mo to the edge of the bed. With a gentle wave of her slender hand, a teacup on the table floated directly over.

After swallowing a mouthful of cold water, the wretched Gu Mo finally recovered his breath.

Seeing this, the tightly clad Gu Mo slowly stood up, placed his hands behind his back, and began pacing back and forth across the floor.

Clack~

The bitter heartache in his chest churned violently within his lungs along with the cigarette smoke he inhaled!

Knowing she had caused a catastrophic mess, King of Hell Jiang Jingxue felt an overwhelming wave of guilt deep within her heart.

After a long while, Gu Mo stopped pacing, furrowed his brow, and said to King of Hell Jiang Jingxue:

"Choking me again! Choking me again! Is your husband the kind of lowlife who would mess around?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Mo rolled his eyes and lectured his ghost wife once more:

"And what was that about flirting with two women? It's flirting with three or four! Can you please display a bit of cultural literacy?!"

Knowing she was in the wrong, King of Hell Jiang Jingxue pouted her two red lips and softly offered a flimsy defense:

"With me around, how could you ever dare to flirt with three or four maidens? Two is your absolute limit!"

Hearing this, Gu Mo glared fiercely, assuming the posture of head of the household, and retorted:

"You committed a wrongful act, and you still dare to talk back?"

Upon hearing this, King of Hell Jiang Jingxue immediately lowered her head deeply like a wronged little kitten, falling silent.

Seeing this, Gu Mo let out a helpless sigh.

Originally, he had intended to give this foolish King of Hell a thorough lecturing.

However, Xiang Yunjiao, the maiden from western Hunan, was still watching right beside them.

If he truly provoked the King of Hell, dying would basically be a matter of seconds!

Thinking of this, Gu Mo took a deep breath, forced an awkward smile, pulled the aggrieved little ghost into his embrace, and said:

"I'm so sorry, Miss Xiang. Please excuse this unseemly spectacle!"

Hearing this, Xiang Yunjiao, dressed in black night-raid attire, also put away her Miao saber and talisman, offering a helpless smile.

"No matter, no matter! It was merely a misunderstanding."

With that, Gu Mo looked at Xiang Yunjiao with a smile and introduced:

"This is my wife, King of Hell Jiang Jingxue."

Hearing this, Xiang Yunjiao was utterly dumbfounded, her jaw nearly dropping to the floor.

"What?! A King of Hell for a wife? Isn't the King of Hell supposed to be a male deity?"

Hearing this, Gu Mo offered a bitter smile and spent two minutes explaining the whole bizarre sequence of events.

After learning of these unbelievable occurrences, the western Hunan maiden Xiang Yunjiao found it somewhat difficult to digest.

Regardless of everything else, Jiang Jingxue was, after all, the King of Hell of the Underworld. No matter how powerful a mortal might be, once they reached the nether realms, they had to behave obediently.

With this in mind, Xiang Yunjiao repeatedly offered apologies to the foolish King of Hell.

Yet the foolish King of Hell merely waved a single hand, paying no heed to such tedious formalities.

"May I ask this young sister's honorable name?"

Hearing this, Xiang Yunjiao bowed deeply with cupped hands and softly replied.

After a brief and simple conversation, Gu Mo smiled slightly and said:

"Miss Xiang, time is pressing and it is already late. I have another spare bedroom in my home; why don't you stay here for the night?"

Upon hearing this, the short-haired maiden Xiang Yunjiao blushed slightly and instinctively prepared to refuse.

However, thinking of Xiao Yulou, who had risked his life to save her and was now heavily wounded, her conscience could not let it rest.

Consequently, the foolish King of Hell, acting as the lady of the house, naturally hurried off to tidy up the room.

Meanwhile, an exhausted Gu Mo walked out into the courtyard, fetched some well water to wash up, and finally tucked himself into bed.

The western Hunan maiden Xiang Yunjiao gently turned the unconscious Xiao Yulou over and retrieved medicinal powder from her sleeve to treat his wounds.

When Xiang Yunjiao saw those terrifying wounds that went deep to the bone, a trace of guilt welled up in her heart.

"Why must you be so foolish?"

Who would have thought that just as the foolish King of Hell finished tidying the room and returned to Gu Mo's bedroom, a comical scene would immediately unfold.

"Kneel!"

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(End of Chapter)